Lil Wayne - Mama Mia lyrics

What's good, brother?
Beat 'round the bush and I'ma come around
With a bush cutter and look for you
You niggas talkin' too much shit
I'm about to find a good plumber
Y'all lil' niggas is some foot soldiers
I'm a foot fungus you dead, brother
I ain't a killer, but don't push me
Like a red button
The gun headbutt you like "Bang, bang, bang
Bang" 'Til your heart stop drummin'
I shoot you while the sun don't shine
This a hot summer but fall dawg
I knock a wall off with this sawed-off
This bitch sound like a hard cough
I'm a wizard with this mothafucka
Like I went to Hogwarts
Cut the hog head and the tail off
I'm the nigga bitches put a spell on
And once it wear off, then, bitch
Don't touch me like a airball
Say slime, I done ate slime
Money tall like 8'9"
But I'm still starvin' like a
Skinny model in LA slime, that plate mine
Hooded up like Trayvon, no FaceTime
I don't FaceTime with my new thang
New Tang clan, like Raekwon, I'm stupid
Nigga dumb, deaf, brazy, cray-cray, blind
But I still see in the dark, nigga
Dark nigga, Akon i'm on my shit like maggots
And they then they grow and they fly
Got real bitches with fake asses
With real views and fake eyes
It's stupid, I'm stupid
I'm out of my Kufi, narcotic abuser
No needles, 'cause my pockets balloonin'
Your partners is poodles your bears is cubs
Your crocodile's toothless
Titty-fuck your baby mama
She breastfeed your child while I do it
I'm stupid

Your crocodile's toothless
Titty-fuck your baby mama
She breastfeed your child while I do it
I looped it (Mama Mia)

I'm out of my Tunechi, I'm mindin' my Tunechi
I'm shinin' my Uzi
They find 'em, I lose 'em, I'm hidin' out
Hopin' I don't smell like all
These fuckin' vaginas I'm douchin'
Droppin' these jewels
It's precious like I'm droppin' my jewelry
I'm out of my Gucci, you not on my Gucci
That's not an exclusive
Designers, excuse me, massagers masseuse me
Oops, I mean masseuses massage
Me, I'm gruesome, i'm grimey
Turn you and lil' mami, to tuna salami
You pukin', she vomit
That's beautiful science
That's Tune in a Masi'
That's who in a Hyundai
You stupid or drowsy? I pew in the 'Gatti
Pew, pew and I got 'em, pew
Pew and I got 'em lil' Tunechi a shotta
Come through with my shottas
Catch you and your thotta
Turn a nigga noodle to nada
Find it amusin', it's like it's a movie
This life is a movie, you died in the movie
I write and produce it
I cried as I view it, I'm lyin', I'm goofin'
I'm tyin' my nooses
Lightin' my fluids, ignitin' influence, wait
Retire like Ewings, I'm high like I flew in
And my wife lookin' Jewish, wait
My money look Arabic, blunt lookin' Cuban
My eyes look Korean, the coke look Peruvian
Wait she European and she from Aruba
She from the States
Ass overseas, pussy foreign food, we overate
We throw them B's up high as the moon
Suwu in space i come from Mars
But I act like I'm from
The Planet of the Apes
Mansion with a gate with
Some nice landscapes
The Atlantic across the way
Don't ask me what I make
I'ma be answerin' all day got a hammock
I'ma lay with a naked bitch with
Just a bandana on her face
And I just psstt, took off
Errr- and landed on her face
I cannonballed her face
Fuck her to some Diana Ross and faint
Damn, I lost the faith don't judge me
I took the stand and fought the case
You can't avoid the Drac' drip Bayless
I'm feelin' Shannon Sharpe today
Big rocks in my mouth
Can't remember how many asteroids I ate
Your pastor called today
I told him that your casket on the way
Now pass the phone to bae
I'm bringin' a pole, you dancin' on his grave
He faker than the lashes on his babe
I'm like lashes on a slave
I'm ashin' on his head
He ain't got no credit and
His Apple Card is dead
What's in your wallet?

(Mama Mia) funeral